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Thursday, January 2, 2020

Ed's obituary, for New York Times

Edward A Spiegel, the Columbia University Professor of Astronomy whose creative scientific work had a far-reaching influence on astronomy, mathematics, physics, engineering and biology, died on January 2, 2020 at his home in New York City at the age of 88.   He is survived by his sister, Jeanette Stein and nephew Michael Stein.

The recipient of many awards, including a Guggenheim Fellowship, Ed’s greatest and most valued recognition came from his colleagues.  He was, in many ways, a scientist’s scientist who defied categorization and who embodied interdisciplinary research.  Among his peers were astronomers who considered him among the greatest contemporary astronomers, mathematicians who considered him among the greatest applied mathematicians and physicists who considered him among the greatest physicists.

Ed Spiegel grew up in the South Bronx, the only son of Yiddish speaking East European immigrants.  He graduated from DeWitt-Clinton high school in 1948 and then attended UCLA as an undergraduate, earning his PhD at The University of Michigan at Ann Arbor in 1958, writing a thesis on fluid dynamics and radiation transfer in stars.

While at Michigan, Ed met future Nobel laureate S. Chandrasekhar, who hosted him for an extended visit to Yerkes observatory.  Chandra delivered lectures on the subject of turbulence and Ed’s notes of those lectures were recently published by Springer.  Also while at Michigan, Ed became involved with a new summer program in geophysical fluid dynamics at the Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute, becoming one of its founders.  The highly-regarded GFD program is still active at WHOI, and has become an international and interdisciplinary training ground for oceanographers, astronomers, meteorologists and climate scientists.  In many ways, Ed Spiegel’s immense breadth of knowledge and creative abilities were channeled into this program throughout the rest of his life.  It is also while at Michigan that Edward met his wife Barbara, who was the focal point and nerve center of Ed’s private life.  Barbara and Ed were married in Woods Hole and remained so until her untimely death in 2011.

After teaching briefly at U.C. Berkeley, Ed was awarded a fellowship at Princeton where he continued his research on turbulence, working there with Robert Kraichnan, before moving to the Courant Institute, where he remained, soon joining the NYU Physics faculty in 1965.  Although Ed was made Professor of Physics at NYU in 1967, he moved uptown, to Columbia University, in 1969, following the demand, by the then-dean at NYU, that Ed teach his courses at 9 o’clock in the morning.  Edward Spiegel was named the Rutherfurd Professor of Astronomy in 1980, a title he held until his transition to Emeritus Professor.

Ed Spiegel’s work on convection and turbulence in fluids led to an early discovery in the theory of chaos, in the form of the Moore-Spiegel oscillator, a mathematical model that exhibited deterministic unpredictability, embodied in a so-called chaotic attractor.  Ed’s work in this area was contemporaneous with that of Ed Lorenz, but was published a few years later, in 1966.  Edward’s research in nonlinear mathematics continued in the 1970s and 1980s as he worked with many collaborators, particularly in France, to develop important new results on the properties of dynamical systems and on pattern theory, explaining how such systems can lead to bursting and intermittent behavior or to structures such as pulses.  Never content with a bare mathematical result, Ed showed how such models were linked to cardiac arrhythmia, the solar cycle and the structure of the universe.  At the root of Edward Spiegel’s creativity was an interest in the dynamics of fluids, and he contributed immensely to the theoretical understanding of fluids in astrophysics, geophysics, biology and their general mathematical behavior in hundreds of published works.

A thinker with abundant ideas and remarkable originality who openly shared his ideas, Ed is also known for coining the term “blazar” for an astrophysical phenomenon that produces bright emissions from active galactic nuclei.  Ed championed the role of vortices in the observed properties of astrophysical disks, including in the formation of structures, such as planets, reviving an idea first expressed by Immanuel Kant, that continues to be an active topic.  Most recently, his research interests turned to a new formulation of the equations of fluid dynamics, which give a better description of fluid behavior in cases where the notorious Navier-Stokes equations fail.  In some of his last papers and talks, Ed presented this work and the role he believed it may play in understanding cosmological problems, such as dark matter and dark energy, by means of its coupling to Einstein’s equation.

Ed was a renowned colleague and mentor who cared especially intensely about the well-being of his students, a connection that typically persisted long into the students’ careers.  Ed often said that he would spend as much time with his students as they would allow him.  An avid fan of art, music and of travel, Ed would readily recite a poem from his youth, a detailed scientific result from a paper he read, a Marx Brothers routine or a joke, which his students were expected to learn and later re-tell, better if possible.

Colleagues experienced first hand Ed’s meticulousness, which extended from his science to his writing.  Ed’s ear for poetry and philological bent meant that when he wrote, every word was carefully chosen, each one adding something essential. Ed’s self-confessed “difficulty with inanimate objects” at times led to the loss of a computer file that contained days of excruciating editing, leading him to simply start over, recreating the manuscript from scratch.

Edward Spiegel was just as well known for his charm, elegance and sympathetic egalitarian interactions with others, a trait that could sometimes surprise.  In one episode, which occurred while Ed was a postdoc at Princeton, he and several other young scientists were at an informal gathering with Dirac, who received a Nobel Prize for his work in quantum mechanics, but who at that time was working on cosmology.  Dirac was revered for his scientific stature and feared for his well-known reticence.  None of the young scientists could muster the bravery to approach Dirac until Ed announced “Prof Dirac, we are all excited to hear about your work in cosmology.  But is it true what I heard, that you also did some work in quantum mechanics?”. A great smile filled Dirac’s face and a collective sense of relief filled the room.

Philip Yecko

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Memorial

A gathering to share our memories of Barbara Spiegel took place at 11AM on Saturday, March 19th, at the Auditorium of the Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences at New York University. Mimi, Jean-Luc, Judy, Holly, Sara, and Philip shared their reminiscences of Barbara (you might have suspected that Barbara was a wild teenager, and now we know) and the music was utterly beautiful:

Natalie Aroyan, Soprano
Pavlina Dokovska, pianist
Pleurez mes yeuxfrom LE CID By MASSENET [French]
Io son l’umile ancellafrom ADRIANA LEVOUVREUR By CILEA [Italian]
“Ay Vart” (Oh Rose) By SKENTYAROV [Armenian]

Groong” (The Crane) by KOMIDAS [Armenian]
Nye poi krasavitsa” (O sing no more) by RACHMANINOV [Russian]
Ebben! N’andro lontanafrom LA WALLY By CATALANI [Italian]

[music links point to performances by other artists]
[to view the program, click here]
[to view Mimi Gross program sketches, click here]
[for more photos, click here]

In lieu of flowers, the family suggests a donation in Barbara's name to either
Oratorio Society of New York
1440 Broadway 23rd Floor
New York, NY 10018
or
Falmouth Public Library
300 Main Street
Falmouth, MA 02540
Requests for additional information can be sent to this email address: barbaraspiegelmemorial@gmail.com.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Memories

Taken sometime between 1978 and 1986.
Dear Ed, We have joked and laughed together many times but this is a time to be sad together. Great operas show how sadness and grieving are a basic, elemental uttering of the human spirit---but they never capture, for all their art, how life really is when someone so dear passes away. Barbara was such a joy to know and be with during the many summers at Woods Hole (and elsewhere). Lin and I are with you and yours in spirit and with utmost sympathy during this sad time. Laughter will return from time to time, but now mixed with fond memories. Barbara would want it so.
                                                                         Jack Whitehad

Jack and I are sincerely saddened by Barbara’s passing and will always remember many happy hours in her company! She had such a wonderful, positive, joy-filled spirit, that it was infectious! One of the things I will always remember is the time she phoned and asked if I could recommend a voice teacher. Barbara wanted to audition for a very select choral group in NYC. What a special person to undertake a new endeavor such as this and with such motivation and enthusiasm, I thought! How many of us at her age (though Barbara was always young) attempt such a new challenge? Of course, she did take the lessons, was accepted into the choir, and even sang at Carnegie Hall. We will miss her so much and we extend our sincere sympathy to Ed, Mimi, and to all who loved her.
                                                                      Lin Whitehead

Dear Ed, I am deeply saddened by the news of the passing of Barbara. She was a remarkable person and I have fond memories of all those evenings we spend together at your house in Woods Hole. I am so glad that my wife and my son actually got to know her on our last visit. Several years ago my mother passed away from cancer. I was present during her last days, so I have some real sense of what you and Barbara and everyone close to her had to go through in the last few months. Perhaps words are of no help here, but nevertheless, please accept our heartfelt condolences for the light that has gone out in your life.
                                                                      Sandip Ghosal

[click to download the original] [more pictures here]

The 2008 end-of-program picnic @ Casa Veronis (by Paula)
                                                                      Charley and Paula Barbara kept track of all of our lives: our birthdays (here she has recorded one of her interminable and grammatically perfectly well formed voice mails for me, in spite of being so techno-logically retarded) and our anniversaries. She also used to write us real, 19th century handwritten letters, on nice stationary and with cute high-culture postal stamps. We love you, even though we cannot return the call.
                                                                      Predrag

Barbara was a wonderful friend and deeply musical. We'll miss her so much. And, dear Ed, thank you too for everything.
                                                                      Ruth and Michael McIntyre

We are so sorry for your loss Ed. She was an amazing woman, and a graceful, funny, beautiful friend. Since we heard the news, Stacey and I have been talking and reminiscing about all the wonderful times we spent with Barbara: stumbling home at 3am in the morning, having finally escaped the Spiegels' merciless hospitality; Barbara's endless restaurant recommendations (always excellent); hearing Barbara sing the Messiah with her choir at Carnegie Hall; Barbara and her friends taking yoga classes from Stacey; visiting the two of you at the rehabilitation center, always greeted by Barbara's sweet smile and twinkling eyes and unstoppable sense of humor; and, above all, constantly admiring the love and affection that you both displayed so shamelessly. All of these things are irreplaceable. We miss her terribly, but we are so grateful to have known her. Much love,
                                                                      Shane and Stacey Keating

Dear Ed and Mimi, John and I are so very sad to hear that Barbara has left us. When I last saw her, on February 4, I could see she was in a steep decline but the finality of her departure is still a shock. She was a wonderful, generous person, always ready to listen and help. She made us feel welcome to New York after we moved here 15 years ago and Holly introduced us. She invited me to join her book group and introduced me to a wonderful member of the Oratorio Society who lived in my neighborhood. I shall miss her easy conversation as a lunch partner. Our deepest sympathy to you both                                                                       John and Mary Brown

[click to download the original]
[more pictures here]

As Ed wrote, a light has gone out, but we can always feel the warmth and clarity of the afterglow. Here is the only picture that I ever took of Barbara that she even slightly approved of: September 2005, Little Sippewisset Salt Marsh.
                                                                      Holly Pedlosky

I'm so sorry, Ed. It's been years and years, I know, since we've seen you, but Barbara and I kept up by mail. She was without a doubt a wonderfully special woman.
                                                                      Lydia Theys

My family feels blessed I brought Barbara into their lives and love her. Barbara and i started a friendship when we were seven years old. She continued to be a joy in my life. My family is supporting me in my grief and understand Barbara's death has left a big hole for me.
                                                                      Angela Tiley

Mon cher Ed, Je viens d'apprendre la nouvelle et ressens une très grande peine. Barbara était capable d'éclairer la vie de ceux qu'elle croisait. A la fois superbe, touchante et généreuse. Elle était tout en joie, en ingénuité et en finesse. Quelle plaisir c'était pour moi de venir diner chez vous à La Guardia place et d'être toujours magnifiquement reçu, ou bien de l'entendre chanter à Carnegie Hall puis d'aller au Burger Joint comme des écoliers en goguette. La grâce des moments simples. Elle va nous manquer mais sa flamme nous éclairera toujours pour nous montrer le chemin. Je pense fort à toi
                                                                      Denis Gueyffier

Her light illuminated many lives, and made all of them richer.
There are no words to describe how much we will miss her. Love
                                                                      Sara Solla

My deepest condolences to Ed for the passing of this incredible and unique woman. I remain, as always, his close friend, and wish him that he finds somehow enough strength to cope with this tragedy. Deepest condolences to Mimi and Philip for their terrible loss.
                                                                      Oded Regev

Cher Ed, Nous aimerions être à côté de toi, pour te dire combien nous aimions Barbara, son sourire, ses réparties malicieuses, son écoute permanente - toujours prête à rendre service. Nous perdons une amie très chère. Elle nous manquera terriblement. Nous te souhaitons de trouver la force pour surmonter cette épreuve. Nous t'embrassons affectueusement.
                                                                      Jean-Paul et Suzy Zahn

Dear Ed, What terrible news. Our hearts and thoughts go out to you, who have cared so patiently and so long for Barbara and loved her even longer -- since that first meeting, after noon, for breakfast.
She was a truly remarkable woman, who was much loved and admired by all who came across her. She definitely made the world a much better place and greatly influenced all who came in contact with her. I so remember our first meeting, in 1972. I had been at the Summer School for the first time, and, after eight weeks or so, felt that I knew all about how Walsh Cottage ran and who came to seminars and the like. One afternoon, a woman walked in and all hell broke loose. Everyone was so pleased to see her, and the man she came with. I guessed that this must be the fabled Spiegels; and I was right. And so was the commotion. She amazed me then with her warmth and friendliness; and continued always to do so, whether in our house, telling about making Hollandaise sauce by the bucketful, soothing, yet understanding my terrible, luckily now ex- , brother-in-law, staying in Cambridge, singing in the choir, accommodating both Julian and I, so many years ago, in New York; and on and on. She made our lives much more interesting and enjoyable. It is sad to think that your wonderful statement: tell to me in a way I can repeat it to Barbara will no longer be operable. But we will all remember her and her wonderful ways to the end of our days. We join in sending you and Mimi our sincerest sympathies in this terrible time. Much love.
                                                                      Felicia and Herbert Huppert

From La Guardia Place

Dear all,
I've stayed with Ed tonight. (I just happened to be visiting for one day, yesterday, of all days.) He says he has slept very poorly in the last months but appears to be sleeping now.
Let me recap the last couple of days. Monday morning I arrived in NYC and went directly to stay with friends on the upper-west side. Tuesday morning a bit after 9:30 I arrived at the hospice. Ed was there with an aide, Shelley. He had just spent the whole night there: they had woken him from his place at midnight to tell him that B's breathing had changed. Indeed, B was wearing an oxygen mask and her breathing was very labored. Her eyes were usually slightly opened, but there was no ocular response or indeed any sign that she was aware of her surroundings. She looked very shrunken from the loss of muscle mass.
Ed kept waiting for the doctor, whom several people had said would come by at various times, to ask about the oxygen mask and mottling of B's skin. At about 11:30 Mimi (who had arrived in the meantime) and I encouraged Ed to go home to get some sleep. We told him we would get him if something changed. He left and Steve Childress arrived. As the three of us were talking, suddenly Steve and Mimi noticed that her breathing had slowed dramatically, to a whisper. After conferring we decided to call back Ed.
I was difficult to tell exactly when she died. The breathing just became more and more subtle and eventually we just had to admit that she was dead. The saddest thing was that Ed didn't quite make it back in time -- I feel terrible for insisting he go home and get some rest. But on the other hand B was clearly completely unaware of her surroundings.
The rest of the day was a scramble for funeral arrangements (Steve took care of that). Mike Shelley and Jun Yin came over. We waited for the people to come and collect the body around 3:30. By that time only Ed and I were left. We took a taxi back to La Guardia Place because we had bags of B's clothes to carry. We then had a pastis and chatted for a while. Around six we went out to eat Japanese food nearby, with Mike. I'm happy to report that the discussion was the usual academic gossip. Ed of course is devastated but has enough energy and drive to talk science, as well as to complain about this blog. He stayed up part of the evening answering every condolence letter individually.
Ah, I hear him: he is up now!
All the best,
Jean-Luc

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Barbara left us at 12:35 on Tuesday 2/15

The light of my life has gone out
but the afterglow illuminates my darkness.